Smug Poems - Poems about Smug

I knew Theresa would overreact when I borrowed her garbage can I did it anyway, because I wanted to see her reaction. My girlfriend Gee, knew about the theft. She could not stop laughing, realizing who we were dealing with. Garbage cans go missing all the time here, they are easily replaced. Theresa did not even get inside her room...

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Smugness in human behaviour Is such an unappealing trait A smug word ,a smug smile Only provokes hate If a smug superior attitude Is all you offer and deliver Zip your mouth and lock it And throw the key in the river!!...

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oversized gloating hot air balloon case of morning gluttony bigger than Donald Trump baby balloon one that gloat’s over your orgy...

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“After one-hundred, which number comes next?” inquired Ms. Colvin as she studied her text. All of us kids raised our hands high, then Ms. Colvin picked Brett, this one dumb guy. “Two-hundred,” he said with complete confidence. “Geez,” I thought, “he sure is dense.” So I sat up straight and I felt really great ’cause the answer, I knew, was one-hundred and two....

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If I can’t me hug, Nor can on my shoulder cry, Fine, I’m such a mug, But did I gripe why? So what if I’m such a smug. _________________________ Senryu |17.06.2021| Poet’s Note: We often read a Haiku or a Senryu and go deep in self-reflexion. But some small ditties can also be a lot of fun....

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My smug Pillow, turns soft and virtuous Where lay I at her pumping left side Umpteen hurt i 've had, she stand still, conscious Spasm of me makes her smile, I besides Serenely words of her pain, raise me today Faint time no see, if danger up she cures At a night...

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"The smug and silver Trent" - Shakespeare's Henry IV, Part I ************************************************ "The smug and silver Trent" flooded badly in seventeen ninety-five, when every bridge was damaged/washed away. It's a risk today, but less so, so they say. "The smug and silver Trent", Will Shakespeare's quill recorded, though at "smug" he took free license, I would say. 10/27/2015...

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My bunny got stuck, he ran out of luck When a pigeon swooped low on the roof To make things worse, help was scarce But my bunny remained aloof He spent every day in a hutch full of hay Above the trees and houses He loved most of all to jump on the wall And...

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I've long wanted to see myself in truth's light, the wrong and the right, but fear scares me so, pride boastfully says no, so smugly smirking I go....

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